Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Today's Letters: Dear Husband, you are the hot of my chocolate, the moon of my dance, the over of my alls. I think I maybe might still have a crush on you. Maybe. Dear Macbook, they tell me you'll be as good as new in a couple of weeks. Sorry I broke your screen the other day. I miss you terribly. Dear Walt Whitman, you have a way of phrasing things that often reminds me to simplify. I wish your words of wisdom were in every fortune cookie I opened. Dear Mr. Loerke, tonight we read my favorite story about the crayon pirate. May we always remember to ask what does it mean instead of what have you done when we catch our kids writing on the walls.(Photo by Something's Hiding in Here)

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